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Chapter 325 Capture the house!

Seeing Ling Zhi punching and tireless bombardment formation, Sister Hong and the others were shocked.

I just feel that my mind is a little bit unreal.

Just like the expression of the manager when Ling Zhi broke through the formation of the Treasure Pavilion when the Hai Xiu Sect broke through.

Because... no one can see the formation, and use brute force without thinking about it.

What warriors hate the most is probably when they encounter these formations when they are taking risks outside.

It would be fine if someone in the team is familiar with the formation. If there is no one who is familiar with the formation, it would almost be a consequence of entering the treasure mountain and returning empty-handed.

No one would have the idea of ​​Ling Zhi. Seeing that it was a formation, he felt it was simple.

boom!

boom!

In a blink of an eye, Ling Zhi had already punched dozens of punches at the formation in front of him.

As his eyes narrowed, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Zhi's mouth.

The level of this formation is probably slightly stronger than that of the Hai Cultivation Sect. Although its power is unique, the freezing emitted cannot cause damage to him, and the power of this formation has instantly decreased by 30%.

Ling Zhi leaned back and suddenly kicked forward, and his toes hit the point where he had been attacking.

Without any accident, the formation is broken!

The sea water around Lingzhi vibrated and rushed into the cabin.

Obviously, there was this formation partition before, so even sea water could not enter the cabin.

Ling Zhi's expression changed and he rushed forward quickly.

He didn't know what was inside, and whether he would still be stained with sea water.

Sister Hong and others watched Ling Zhi rush into the cabin, gritting his teeth, but there was no way.

They also learned the news by chance. They had been searching for this sea area for several days, but they did not expect that they were obtained by Ling Zhi at the last moment.

Sister Hong wanted to slap herself, why did she wake up Ling Zhi and why did she offend such a person?

Seeing that Ling Zhi was not old, she thought that several people on her side could eat him, but who knew that they were not on the same level at all.

Ling Zhi naturally didn't care about their thoughts, and he had already rushed into the cabin at this moment.

The cabin was very empty, and the sea water rushed into it, which only caused some teacups to float up, but did not have any major impact.

Click.

Just as Ling Zhi was checking intently, a crack sound came. He turned his head and looked and found that the sea water was actually freezing rapidly in front of him.

At the source of the freezing sea water, a corpse sat cross-legged there quietly.

There were already broken clothes hanging on the corpse, and the snow-white bones also emitted a glimmer of light in the sea.

With such a partition of the formation, the clothes that looked pretty good decayed like this. The age of this corpse must have lasted for thousands of years.

The bones are white and immortal for thousands of years.

"The peak of artistic conception!" Ling Zhi exclaimed in his heart.

Such a body is a level that only warriors in the late stage of artistic conception can barely reach.

The strength in front of this person must be even more terrifying than Di Gao.

Ling Zhi did not expect that such a warrior would die silently at the bottom of this boundless sea, under the sunken ship, and after thousands of years, no one could know.

Looking forward in a thousand years, the peak of artistic conception in Xuanzhou and Wubianhai should be a great figure and a respected person.

It is really a glorious thing in front of you. Once you die, you will separate your past and future affairs.

Without too much sigh, Ling Zhi took advantage of this frozen force to rush towards the corpse before it overflowed in the cabin.

In that direction, there were a few things that Guru stared at when he came in.

Before he could think too much, Ling Zhi rushed forward, reached out and put away the several things, turning around and leaving the place.

The frozen power was still there after the formation was destroyed. This power made Ling Zhi a little confused and didn't know where this power came from.

Bang.

Just halfway through the turn, Ling Zhi suddenly turned around and bowed to the corpse, "Senior, today I have the opportunity to thank you, I would like to thank you."

After all, it was a dead person, and Ling Zhi still maintained some respect.

Click.

Unexpectedly, just as Ling Zhi spoke like this, a sound of bone opening and closing suddenly rang out in front of him.

Even with Ling Zhi's strength, his scalp suddenly felt numb and he looked forward in horror.

As soon as he looked up, he saw an illusory light suddenly appearing in the head of the bone in front of him, rushing straight towards him.

Ling Zhi wanted to raise his hand to resist, but he found that his soul body was extremely slow at this moment, and he could only watch the light rushing towards him.

He buzzed and entered his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Bang.

The moment this light entered the sea of ​​Lingzhi's consciousness, the corpse was shattered all over the ground, and the frozen power around it also exploded wildly.

With a thunderous speed, Ling Zhi wrapped in it.

Around the shipwreck, within a radius of ten feet, it completely turned into an ice cube, and outside this ice cube, there was warm sea water.

The scene is very strange.

Sister Hong and the others looked at all this in horror, and then Sister Hong looked at it with surprise. She glanced at it for a few more times and rushed upwards.

She concluded that Ling Zhi must have died here and was killed by unknown forces, so that there must be something good in this place.

As long as she goes back, there is always a way to come here again!

The only one who followed Sister Hong was over 20 years old. He didn't think much about it, and turned around and rushed upwards, following Sister Hong's footsteps.

Unexpectedly, Sister Hong suddenly paused and the young man rushed out several feet and rushed in front of her.

Then Sister Hong drew her sword and handed it out with her.

The young man dies!

Sister Hong looked at him coldly, looked at his disbelief, sneered, and walked up alone.

What else is better to keep the news without leaking it than to know it alone?

Unlike the real sword and gun above, a crackling sound in the cabin sounded extremely quickly.

After Sister Hong disappeared and took a few breaths here, a snow-white figure rushed out, and it was Gulu.

Its own power is not strong, but the power of space and lightning that it masters is very strong and strange.

Gulu looked at Ling Zhi anxiously, staying beside Ling Zhi, nervous.

Ling Zhi closed his eyes tightly at this moment and put all his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, an illusory figure was standing here quietly.

"Well? It turns out that it is not a martial artist in artistic conception, but he is just a martial artist in physical conception!" The figure said in surprise.

"If I had known this, it would have been useless for my caution, but this soul power was very strong. It was simply the best preparation for my resurrection!"

The figure moved his feet and rushed towards Ling Zhi's soul body.

In the late stage of artistic conception, the soul body is solid and the soul power is strong. When the body dies, the soul body can be temporarily separated from the body and find a new body.
Chapter completed!
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